"As we all know, Xia Hewan is an impressionist painter who is very good at landscape painting. Before painting, she usually goes to the natural scene in person and describes the real situation according to her own observation. When the sun is hanging in the same place at different times and seasons, the light and shadow projected are different.

But in this painting, the length and strength of light and shadow on both sides of "spring" and "autumn" are almost the same. It can be seen that the imitator only imitates the surface, and does not realize the true ingenuity and essence of the painter. It is clear to distinguish the true from the false. "

What she said was convincing and well founded. All the guests were stunned.

They are all masters, ladies, young masters and young ladies of big families. They all have certain opinions on aesthetics. What he said seems to be the same thing.

"A little bit of truth ~"

"Look carefully, this painting is not as exquisite as Xia Hewan's other paintings..."

"It's not really a fake, is it?"

Everyone whispered and talked. Even Bo tingshen raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on Ye Xian.

Radar contact with the top boss unfathomable eyes, ye Xian quickly grinned a dogleg smile.

"You..." Cheng Jingshu saw that everyone seemed to believe it, and her heart began to panic. "Don't talk nonsense here. You don't know how to draw. Why should you guess the painter's mind?"

Ye xianhuan said, "I don't understand, but even an outsider like me can see the inappropriate light and shadow treatment. Will Xia Hewan, a famous painter all over the country, not notice this?"

"That, that's because..."

Cheng Jingshu's eyes are shaking and her heart is beating. She tries to overthrow her absurd theory.

Do not want to, Bo Fu interrupted her, "Jingshu, you may really be cheated, bought a fake."

"What?" Cheng Jingshu couldn't believe it. She looked at Bo Fu innocently, "uncle, it's impossible. I..."

Before she finished, Bo Fu took the mobile phone to her, which was a voice from Xia Hewan.

"... chunhuaqiushi is a token of love I gave to my husband. How can I sell it? And in order to create this painting, I spent a full year from spring to autumn, just like my favorite child. By the way, Mr. Bo, who did you just say pointed out a shadow on the painting? "

After the voice broadcast, Cheng Jingshu's face turned green.

How could it be, how could it be

"I'm afraid you'll be cheated. I just asked someone to get the contact information of Xia Hewan's studio. Sure enough... But it doesn't matter. Grandfather's birthday is today. You just have this heart, but the money you've been cheated must be recovered. You can't let the swindler go unpunished."

"I, I..."

Cheng Jingshu buries her head tightly. She has no face for a long time. Her teeth are creaking. She wants to tear Ye Xian into eight pieces.

Now, Bo's father, Bo's mother and Bo's grandfather must have thought it was her who lied and held a fake painting to celebrate her birthday.

She bought the painting from a collector. She never thought it would be fake. Now it's like this

Blame Ye Xian! This disgusting dead gay made her down! Wait for her!

Ye Xian looked at her face, and the tip of her tongue touched her cheek.

The original body was cheated to give Jiang Wanze medicine revenge, finally avenged.

"Miss Cheng, don't forget to go to the swindler and get the money back. Twenty million is not a small sum. It's not worth learning."

You

Cheng Jingshu looked at his eyes, hoping to pick out a piece of meat from him.

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